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When we speak
Sat, 08/20/2011 - 02:53
When we speak
About the Mystery
That is all there is,
Everything it seems
Is lost in translation ...
Its meaning inherent
In the singing silence,
Where in between
The poignant seconds
Of the ticking clock
Eternity awaits
Our freedom.
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